Chapter 389: Victory
After being accidentally slapped into the ground several times, Lin Xiaoqiang shook his head and threw out his hesitation with the buzzing sound in his head.
The figure of Fuus flashed to his side, and Lin Xiaoqiang immediately teleported away, and the two of them were playing ghost and catching people in this wide sky.
With all his strength urging the third-level Vermilion Bird Wings, Lin Xiaoqiang's speed was only a little faster than that of Fuus, and he was caught up from time to time.
Even in the current state of spiritual power entering the body, Lin Xiaoqiang almost couldn't fly Fuus, his heart was extremely anxious, if he continued to stalemate like this, I am afraid that he must be the one who died.
Suddenly, he saw the demon army with an area of ten kilometers below, and an idea suddenly took shape in his heart.
Lin Xiaoqiang's figure turned at a corner of ninety degrees and rushed directly towards the black army below.
These armies have not left since their arrival, and even after fighting their commander for so long, they have not reacted at all.
This shows that these demon armies will not react without special orders, and they may be able to take advantage of it.
Although the risk is quite large, if his plan succeeds, it will definitely be a major blow to the demon army.
Lin Xiaoqiang thought so, and his body had already entered the demon army.
Each of these fishmen was two and a half meters tall, and the trident in their hands flashed with cold light, and they stood relatively scattered, just giving Lin Xiaoqiang a gap to get into.
Behind him, the six-meter-tall figure of Fuus stepped directly into the demon army, and he didn't seem to care about the casualties of these demon armies at all, rampage along the way, trampling to kill an unknown number of fish-man troops.
Taking a moment to look back, Lin Xiaoqiang was ecstatic in his heart, and killed the enemy with the enemy's hand, this Fuus was still so cooperative.
Looking at Naphous again, his eyes were blood-red, and a black mist appeared on his head, as did his features.
I was so angry that I smoked...
Lin Xiaoqiang was a little surprised, it turned out that it was so simple to make Fuus go berserk, just need to taunt him for being ugly.
Fuus, who lost his mind, became extremely crazy in his attacks, and every swing of the knife could take away the lives of a large number of demon soldiers, and he had now lost his calm mind by Lin Xiaoqiang's ridicule, even in the face of the army that he could call at will, he had no idea of using it.
In his heart now, only the idea of killing Lin Xiaoqiang, and only using his blood to wash away this shame, will he calm down.
Fuus's attack was out of order, and Lin Xiaoqiang's chances increased.
As long as you fly behind him at this time, you can cut off his feet, and after removing your limbs, you can find the life core, and you can kill this high-level emperor-level demon.
But...
Lin Xiaoqiang did not choose to do so.
Looking back, Lin Xiaoqiang changed his mind, and let the irrational Fuus kill some more demon soldiers, and save himself from doing it himself.
Just thinking about this, the movement behind him weakened a lot, and the blood-red eyes of Fuus were recovering their original color, Lin Xiaoqiang turned around and made up his mind in an instant.
The third-level Vermilion Bird Wings burst out at all their speeds, allowing Lin Xiaoqiang to rush to the six-meter-tall Fuus's ankle in an instant.
The twin swords slashed at the bones of Phous's feet, and the powerful force directly cut off his feet, breaking all the muscles and bones, but there was still flesh and blood together.
After breaking one foot, Fuus couldn't support his body and fell forward, and Lin Xiaoqiang took the opportunity to cut off his other foot as well.
After a few circles around the body of Fuus, Lin Xiaoqiang's figure stopped, he stepped on Fuus's head, and looked down at Fuus.
Through the few turns just now, Lin Xiaoqiang has cut off all of Fuus's hands and feet, and even cut off his neck, leaving only a trace of skin to pull.
This time, although Phous still wanted to move, he was unable to do anything, and after losing his hands and feet, he seemed unable to recover.
I don't know how long this state can last, after Lin Xiaoqiang took a deep breath, his spiritual power frantically surged towards the two long swords of Qinglong and Baihu.
After obtaining the Sword of the White Tiger, the Ten Thousand Swords Returning Sect could use two models to copy at the same time, and the two spiritual powers poured in separately, and one after another long swords with illusory shadows appeared above Lin Xiaoqiang's head.
The body of the White Tiger Sword is pure white, with a sense of holy light, while the Sword of the Green Dragon is pale cyan, and the replicas of the two long swords are in a very illusory state.
More than ten seconds later, the Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect was ready, and the ring-shaped sword formation, one white and one blue, was quietly waiting for the order above Lin Xiaoqiang's head.
In order to suppress him, Lin Xiaoqiang not only pressed all his spiritual power on him, but also mobilized his strength to the strongest, stepping on his vest.
Now it seems, it seems that Phous is really dead?
Rossia looked at the being at his feet with some surprise, and after his limbs and head were cut off, he was unresponsive.
However, even if he is dead, the knife has to be mended, and the life core that this guy just took out does not look like a fake.
A thought flashed, and at the same time that Lin Xiaoqiang got out of the way, the blue and white long sword fell downward at the same time, accelerating suddenly on the way, and piercing into the body of Fuus with great momentum.
Although I don't know why Fuus reacted to play dead, Lin Xiaoqiang didn't leave any room to start.
Through the information transmitted to his brain by tens of thousands of long swords, Lin Xiaoqiang quickly analyzed where the life core of Fuus was.
The first thing that Wan Jian Gui took care of was the location of Fuus's heart, and after Wan Jian poked Fuus's body back and forth four or five times, Lin Xiaoqiang felt something different from Fuus's heart through the long sword.
This thing was hard, small, so small that it took ten thousand swords to poke back and forth five times before discovering it, which was roughly equivalent to finding a diamond the size of sand in the desert.
After sensing this thing, Lin Xiaoqiang's mind moved, and the blue and white two sword phantoms that had not yet dissipated dug it out.
Because that thing was really offstage, in order to avoid falling, Lin Xiaoqiang directly dug out the heart of Fuus's body, and the life core was hidden in the heart, the most cutting-edge position.
As if sensing that he had been discovered, the invisible life core suddenly burst out with a strong vitality and tried to control the body again.
But as it happens, the heart and body are separated, and the idea of Phous bursting with life force to try to control the body again fails.
"I didn't expect that I would actually be planted in your hands. ”